My Growing Family

by Shining-Dreamer

Naeuto and Sasuke run into one another after a long time. Instant sparks fly between the two and they really hit it off. But what does Naruto's Ex think of this? And what about Naruto's two kids? Comfort, romance, YAOI

2. Chapter 2

A/N: Welcome to Chapter two of "My Growing Family"! ^0^~! It's been quite a while since I submitted the first chapter, hasn't it? :3 Damn, I really suck at keeping y'all updated. xD My only excuse is that I didn't have the determination to try and keep going with it, but, hopefully, that'll change this time. xD I want to finish this story soooon. owo There's only (or should be only) two more chapters after this one. :3 So, enjoy! ^-^

Disclaimer: Naruto is absolutely not mine! And I make no profit from it whatsoever. :3

Summary: Zabuza doesn't love Naruto anymore. He's young, free-spirited, and doesn't want to be tied down by a family. Sasuke has loved Naruto for quite some time now and so he steps in Zabuza's place as Naruto's lover. What does Zabuza make of this?

Warnings: YAOI… Nothing much in this chapter, though, besides holding hands.. and kissing.. Ah, and language! xD

My Growing Family

Naruto's POV

Before I was given a chance to take a step in the right direction of our destination, Sasuke pulled my hand towards him. I had momentarily forgotten that our hands were intertwined, so my guard was down and so I fell back against him in surprise. Luckily, the raven-haired man had foreseen something like that was going to happen, so he had his arms held out to catch me. My eyes blinked open and I looked up to meet an upside down look of Sasuke's amused expression.

"Meep?" I squeaked, shocked and confused like no other. I was aware of his arms around my waist, really the only thing keeping me up on my feet, and I, for some reason, blushed at our close proximity. Why was my heart beating faster than before? Probably because I wasn't just Sasuke's best friend now. He labeled us as a couple. And, even though it shouldn't have been such a big deal considering we've known each other for a long-ass time, I couldn't help but feel really self-conscious about our close-ness. "Wh-what was that for?" I asked, stammering just a bit.

"I've got some questions for you first. Before we pick your boys up," Sasuke answered, for once giving me a complete answer other than a measly 'hn'. It was an improvement that made me wonder what made him change.

"What sort of questions?"

"Hn."

…Huh. Maybe not such an improvement after all. 'I take back my praise,' I thought with a displeased frown.

"Your boys…"

I perked up a bit in his arms, still looking up at him from my weird, half-fallen position. "Hm?"

"Are they yours?" His voice, much like his suddenly very stoic face, portrayed nothing, so I couldn't tell what he might have been feeling, or even what he was thinking for that matter.

So I answered him like I would have any other day. "Of course they are mine!' With that exclamation, I pulled myself away from his hold and scrambled away so that I was standing all on my own. Once I accomplished that, I turned around and scowled at him, huffing resentfully. "Why?"

He shook his head, still without any sort of emotion. "I don't think you understand, Naruto… Are they your biological kids? Are they your blood?"

I paused, blinking at him. Then I frowned and slowly said," no… I adopted them…"

"Ah." His face seemed to clear and he looked more relaxed now. "I see."

"Why?" I couldn't help it. I wanted to know why he wanted to know. Who care if they weren't my blood? They were mine! They were my kids.

"Hn… Making sure that my dear boyfriend wasn't cheating on me." He smirked and I promptly scowled at him.

"Uh, no, teme. You're making sure I'm not cheating on any other boyfriend." I retorted before I could stop myself.

"Ah." He looked away, his expression darkening into disappointment.

I blinked again and wondered at his weird reaction. I tilted my head some and bemusedly asked," what's wrong?"

"You are already seeing someone else," he stated, yet not questioningly.

"What?" My eyes widened in alarm and I started to frantically shake my head, flailing my hands in front of me. "No! You got it all wrong- -I don't have a boyfriend. I mean, I did, but that was this morning. He's my ex now. He broke-…. He broke up with me… Earlier…" I trailed off, glancing away for a brief moment, my eyes saddening some. With the Sasuke fiasco, I had literally forgotten about Zabuza. And, even though I knew that he broke up with me so easily because he didn't really love me, I still felt kind of… I guess depressed. Empty. He was a really good lover, after all. He was so sweet and always so considerate to me. Even when he was aggressively loving me, he was considerate. Sort of.

"Today?"

My eyes snapped back up at the sound of my best friend's voice. "Excuse me?"

"Did he break up with you today?"

Grimacing, I slowly nodded. "Hence why I said 'earlier', teme," I murmured half-heartedly, sighing heavily and looking away once again. "Do you have any other questions? 'Cause if not, I'd really like to get going…"

"…Did you love him?"

"Liked him," I automatically corrected him, still grimacing. "There wasn't enough time spent together to fall in love with him."

"Hn. Good." Recognizing the smirk in his voice, I looked up to see that he was indeed supporting a smirk and a smug one at that.

Scowling, I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "You're so weird, Uchiha," I muttered, though loud enough for him to hear.

"Che, look who's talking, Uzumaki," the raven-haired man retorted, chuckling in a quite pleased way. "Now, let's go. I think we've had enough staring at to last us awhile and your boys are waiting for your return."

"Huh? Staring?" Confused, I looked at him, then glanced around, my face slowly heating up when I saw the small crowd that had gathered around us without my knowledge. They seemed to be curious of the-er-gay couple standing in the middle of the sidewalk… Man, that just sounded weird. Me and Sasuke. Even weirder. How was I going to get used to us being... well, together?

"Yep. Definitely time to go," I managed to say without an embarrassed squeak, quickly grabbing his hand. "Let's get outta here."

"If we must." The arrogant prick replied, chuckling at my mortification, probably just loving the attention.

"Yes, we must! Teme!" I growled, keeping my eyes straight ahead as I passed through the crowd, pulling the jerk along after me. "Gosh. I can't believe I forgot where we were." I muttered, rolling my eyes at myself. "Stupid people." Why can't they nosy themselves elsewhere? Ogling at us like we were crazy- -the nerve! Geez!"

Probably amused by my rant, Sasuke kept his silence, listening to me without complaint or any jabs at my stupidity. My steam ran out soon after though, and I was finally able to take a deep breath to quiet down and I even slowed down my pace so that the bastard and I could walk in union. Sasuke, once realizing I had calmed down, slid his fingers through mine and closed our hands together properly, easily ignoring the strange stares we were receiving while I struggled to do the same. It was awkward for me considering we'd been best friends and rivals since we were kids, but Sasuke seemed to take it in stride, going as far as to enjoy it all. 'It' being able to freely hold my hand. And for him ignoring all of the stares? Shit, he was probably used to it considering he owned over half the city and by having his face plastered on nearly every billboard in the city. And don't forget the magazines in every store and mail box. I get at least two magazines with him on them at least twice a week.

Anyways, we walked to my dad's home that was located in the neighborhood across from the elementary school he worked at as a kindergarten teacher and where my boys attended in other grades. Luckily, today was a Saturday, so we didn't have to wait till 3.30 for the two munchkins to get out. We made our way to my dad's one-story house that looked a lot like a house from a fairy tale. There was a white picket fence around the rose and vegetable gardens that surrounded the vine-covered house and a little dirt path way traveled up to the little porch. A small garage was located in the backyard and there were two apple trees back there where a sandbox was beneath one of them. I used to play in that sandbox all the time when I was younger; now it gets played in by my two kids. His house beneath the viney-foliage was painted a light, spring yellow color and the roof was black.

Some people would claim it as 'unmanly', but the house fit my dad's personality pretty well. Cheerful and bright, a friendly guy, and a very protective mother figure; Iruka had always been like that since I was a kid. So his… Feminine touches like his houses' appearance was pretty normal to me. Sasuke, too. He was used to Iruka's strange tendencies. So it was all okay. It wasn't like we cared what other's thought of us, anyway.

Aaaaaany-who, we walked up the dirt pathway and went to the front door where I burst through it as if I owned the place and I yelled," DAD! I'M BACK!"

We heard a loud crashing noise come from the kitchen, then a kid voice shrilly yelled," DADDY!"

Sasuke and I stood in the doorway with looks of a stunned composure for Sasuke and a well-placed grin on my face as we listened to a few more crashes that ensued after that very dignified yell. Then I chuckled and scratched my cheek, looking over at the raven with a meek look.

"Well, that was my youngest you just heard. He's, uhm, a very rambunctious tyke," I muttered before a battle cry came from the kitchen and a brown blur came streaking out towards me. I only had time to let go of Sasuke's hand so that I didn't take him with me when the five year-old tackled me down to the ground.

"Daddy! You're hooome! What took you so long?" Kiba demanded, hugging me around the waist with a powerful grip.

I laughed at my son's actions, but winced some at the headache that formed when the back of my head hit the floor. My hand found his head and I ruffled his shaggy brown hair as I apologized and said," sorry, Kiba. I got side-tracked. How was your day with Jii-chan and your brother?"

Straddling my stomach, the kid sat up with a brightly shining face, his excitement apparent in his demeanor. "It was so extremely fun! You wouldn't believe how many cupcakes we made! I ate a whole bajillion of them!"

"Did ya now? That's my boy!" I praised him, though inwardly groaned-how in bloody hell was I going to get him to sleep tonight? He was one hyper little booger when he was given sugar…

Kiba wriggled his butt, happy with the praise, but before he could go on with his day, another young, yet more matured than Kiba's, voice was heard.

"Da. Who is he?"

Both Kiba and I looked over towards the hall that connected to the kitchen, seeing Gaara standing there with his arms folded against his chest and a deep frown marring his features.

"Hm?" I followed his gaze up to find his frown being aimed at Sasuke. I snorted at the fact that the raven was making a funny face back at the ginger kid. It was a mix between curiosity and loathing. "Maah, Panda Bear, that's Sasuke Uchiha. Sasuke, meet my two boys, Kiba Uzumaki," I ruffled the brunette's hair a she beamed down at me. "And the redhead over there is Gaara Uzumaki." I introduced them to each other, grinning up at the raven as I sat up, keeping a hand on Kiba's back so not to let him topple over.

"Hn…" Sasuke looked down at me, slowly raising a brow in a curious matter. "They took your last name?"

The grin slipped from me, a scowl replacing it. "Of course they did, teme! They're my kids!"

"Yeah! We wanted his name, too!" Kiba quickly added, pouting up at the older man standing.

"I see," Sasuke murmured, smirking small.

Before I could yell 'teme' at him again for being such an arrogant puissant, another voice came into the mix asking," Is there any reason why you are on the floor, Naruto?"

Blinking, I looked towards the hallway once again to see that Iruka was now standing behind Gaara, imitating the little kid by crossing his arms against his chest and frowning at me.

"Oh, hey, Dad! What's up?" I breezily asked him, evading the question while grabbing Kiba around the waist and standing up. "Oof, Kiba. How many cupcakes did you eat, kid? You weigh a ton!" I complained with some exaggeration as I settled the squirming child on my hip, pouting at the way he snickered at me.

"A bazillion!" He answered, throwing his hands in the air and squealing out in delight when I started to tickle his sides.

"And you didn't save me any? Aw, I guess I'll just have to eat you up instead!" I started nomming on his shoulder, grinning widely at his delightful squirming and squeals.

"No! Daddy, we saved you some! I promise! Don't eat me!"

And just like that, I stopped and eyed him in suspicion. "You saved me some?"

"Uh-huh!" His eyes were shining bright and he panted some from the excitement, but Kiba was clearly enjoying the moment, loving the attention.

I grinned," alright! Thank you, lil squirt!" Then I looked towards Iruka again and caught his amused smile. My grin only broadened as I walked over to him and Gaara, ruffling the ginger's hair with my free hand in my own silent greeting. "They didn't give you any trouble, did they?"

"Of course not. Do they ever?" The scarred man asked, laughing at the way I raised my brow. "Alright, I take that back, but really. We've just been baking and cleaning all day. Nothing too exciting." His eyes moved over my right shoulder and he smiled, looking back at me with a familiar mischievous look. "Your day, on the other hand, seemed to be quite the opposite."

I glanced over my shoulder to look at Sasuke, noticing how awkward he looked just standing there in the doorway. I mean, the door was closed and all, but still. I chuckled and nodded my head at him, saying," yeah. We ran into each other down by the office. Why don'tcha come on over here, Sasuke? Geez, you're acting as if Dad's a stranger."

"No I'm not." The raven argued, though did as what was requested. He walked over to our little group, a slight smile on his lips for my dad and him alone. "Good afternoon, Mr. Umino."

"Call me Iruka, Sasuke," the brunette responded, rolling his eyes at the formalities. I did the same, wondering if the teme was being smart or something. "I don't know how many more times I'm going to have to have to tell you that. We've known each other much too long to keep up such a thing."

"My apologies." Sasuke's lips twitched into a slightly bigger smile and he looked at me with an expectant look.

Curious as to what he wanted, I raised a brow, silently asking,' what, teme?'

Before he could give me a silent response, Kiba started pulling my hair, taking my attention away from the raven and placing it onto him.

"Daddy!"

"Ouch, Kiba. That kinda hurts," I murmured, wincing. "What's up, little man?"

"Pancakes?" He prompted questioningly, staring into my eyes with a hard resolve only little kids could manage. He even slapped both of his chibi hands over my cheeks, keeping my face pointed at his as if it would help keep my attention on him.

It made me laugh, but I nodded anyways and said," pancakes." He started to smile real big and I wondered if I had to say the next part, but I didn't want to raise his hopes too high, so I added," at dinner time."

Just like an untied balloon, the munchkin deflated. "Now?" He tried anyways, butting out his bottom lip and widening his eyes in his back up puppy pout.

I shook my head, smiling apologetically. "Sorry, kid. I've got some errands to get done first at home." Then I glanced at Sasuke, wondering if it'd be too much for him. But he merely nodded at my questioning gaze as if to give me his consent to keep him for the time I did my chores. I grinned at him.

Then Iruka cleared his throat and I turned my attention to him, raising a brow at the look he was giving me. "Yes?" I asked.

"Is there anything you'd like to tell us, Naruto?"

"Uh…" I blinked at him, going on a blank.

"You're so dense, Dobe."

I glared at Sasuke, huffing and saying," Shut your trap, teme! I'm not dense!" I looked back at Iruka, scowling. "What is there to tell you?"

Iruka nodded his head towards Sasuke, giving me a knowing smile. "I thought Zabuza would be here with you?"

"Zabuza?" Sasuke looked to me, raising a brow.

I frowned at the two men, then shrugged and answered them both with one word," Ex."

Iruka's brows shot up, but he didn't look disappointed. Rather, he looked relieved. "That's too bad," he said, though you could tell he didn't really mean it. "Guess I won't have to give him my apple cookie recipe after all." And he smiled, again looking pleased.

"Daddy?" I looked back at the munchkin I held in my arms. "What does 'ex' mean?" Kiba asked with a wide, curious stare.

"It means Zabuza and I aren't together anymore. He left," I carefully answered, wondering how he and Gaara were going to take the news. They didn't seem to like him to begin with, so…

Kiba's whoot of happiness didn't really surprise me. I looked to Gaara and could even see a slight smile on that chibi face of his. Their reactions made me sigh. I guess I was the only one who really liked him. Then I felt my blood run cold with Kiba's next exclamation.

"Zabuza's gone and no more black spots on Daddy! YAY!"

It was innocent enough, but the meaning rung true in the room. It didn't take a genius to figure out what the child meant. "Kiba, hush." I scolded him quickly, shifting him higher on my hip as I scowled softly at him.

"But why, Daddy?" He asked naively, tilting his head. "Aren't you glad he won't hurt you anymore?"

"I-," I winced at the anger I sensed coming off of Sasuke and I dared a glance over at him. He looked extremely pissed at my son's innocent question. For the life of me, I had no idea what to say. So, instead, I steered the subject away from Zabuza and said," actually, Sasuke asked me out earlier. You know, when we ran into each other." I grinned sheepishly at Iruka, pleading with my eyes for him to play along. "It was a surprise that he asked, actually…"

Iruka gave me a pitying look, understanding what was happening. He smiled kindly at me, then rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Finally." I blinked at him and he continued," You are SO oblivious, my son. I know how Sasuke's been watching you with those love-sick eyes of his. It was so obvious when he hit puberty that he was so madly in love with you!" And he laughed out loudly at the blush that darkened my face.

I glanced at Sasuke and found that a slight blush on his face had rushes away his anger. For once in only the Gods know how long, the teme actually looked embarrassed. I couldn't help but snicker at him, causing him to glare half-heartedly back at me.

"That true, Teme? You've been ogling my hot ass since you started growing a pair?" I asked, still snickering.

"Naruto. Such vulgar language in front of the kids? Do you want them to have potty mouths?" Iruka chastised me, leaving the 'like you?' part out of there.

Sasuke smirked at me as I felt my mouth shut. I glanced down at Kiba and eyed the wicked glint in his eyes, wondering how much he had absorbed and how much he'd understood of it. Then I wondered how much of it he'd repeat. 'Probably every little bit,' I thought dryly as I then glanced back at Gaara, knowing that he was the quiet one and wouldn't repeat such crude stuff.

"Meh." I looked back at Iruka, shrugging and supporting another grin. "I'm sure they've heard worse on the streets, Dad. I don't think anything I say would faze them any."

This made the brunette roll his eyes at me and shake his head, muttering my name under his breath in exasperation. His response made me grin wider and I couldn't help but look down at Kiba and waggle my brows.

"Ain't that right, lil squirt?" I asked him, tickling his belly, making him giggle and squirm in my hold. "You've heard worse walking home from school, haven't you?"

"Naruto…" Iruka groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose, his eyes closed. "Don't encourage it!"

"Aw, Dad! They're good kids! You know they're not gonna be thugs or something crazy like that!" I laughed shaking my head. Then I glanced at Sasuke. He had on a patient look as he watched us, but, knowing him for as long as I have, I knew that he was itching to leave already. So I looked back at Iruka and smiled. "Ah, well, I still have my errands to do, Dad. I'll see you Monday, 'kay?"

His eyes opened and he waved a hand in the air. "One more moment, Naruto. I'll be right back, okay?" Before I could answer him, Iruka was gone, hurrying back into the kitchen without a second thought. I blinked after him, then glanced at Sasuke. He raised a brow that I could only shrug at and, fortunately, Iruka was back in record time, this time holding a container when he returned. When he saw my bemused expression, Iruka smiled and held it out for me to take. "These are the cupcakes the boys and I made today. I figured y'all can take them home to snack on later." He said as I used my free hand that wasn't holding Kiba to take the container.

"Oh, really?" I looked down at the Tupperware, then beamed up at the man before me. "Thanks, Dad! I bet they're delicious!"

He laughed at me, nodding. "Yes, yes. Now, you be careful going home, alright? I don't want to get another phone call telling me that you got chased by a dog or something like that."

I gave him a sheepish grin. "Whatever. It was just that one time, Dad." I gave him a one arm hug, still holding Kiba in the other who'd snatched the container of cupcakes from me and was holding to dear life with it, and I nodded after stepping away. "We'll be careful. No worries."

Iruka gave Gaara a hug and ruffled Kiba's hair, giving them each a huge smile. "You two be good for your daddy, you hear? Make sure he gives you your veggies for dinner!"

All three of us groaned (Gaara really just frowned-he was still a kid after all. I mean, who the hell liked eating vegetables anyways?), but they agreed to Iruka's demand and we said our goodbyes. Then I was following Sasuke out of Iruka's home with Gaara walking on my right side and Kiba still on my left hip. Iruka followed us out, but stayed on his porch, watching us leave till we rounded a corner. Then I'm sure he went back inside.

'I'm sure he'll call me later to get the details out of me about Sasuke,' I thought as we all walked down the sidewalk together, Sasuke now walking to my left, his hands shoved into his pockets. 'He'll want to know what happened with Zabuza, too… I'm gonna safely assume that the phone bill this month is gonna be racked way high. Dad is such a talkative man when it comes to gossip.'

"Oi, Daddy! I wanna walk on my own now! I'm a big boy, remember?" I heard the little rascal tell me as he knocked a tiny fist on my cheek.

I laughed a bit and nodded," alright, alright. Forgive me for forgetting" I hadn't really forgotten. My arm had been falling asleep, so he wanting down was quite a relief for me. After setting him down on his feet, he ran to his brother. They walked further ahead of Sasuke and me, though not too far, giving the two of us adults a bit of privacy, even though I knew there wasn't much we'd do out in public and in the view of my two kids. Then again, with the 'public' part, we did pretty much make out earlier in a huge crowd… Huh…

Oh, and there went his hand grabbing mine and threading his fingers through mine.

I glanced over at him and found him smiling small at me. I grinned back at him as I tightened my grip on his, swinging our hands back and forth as we walked along.

"So…" I smacked my lips together as I glanced away, still with a brilliant grin on my face. "What has the great Mr. Uchiha been up to lately?" I snorted and went on talking, not bothering to give the raven a chance at answering for himself this go around. "Wait, lemme guess… Work? Oh, and how 'bout even more work?"

I heard a soft snort next to me and Sasuke 'hn'ed before saying," why, as a matter of fact, yes, Naruto. I have indeed been working quite a bit lately."

I glanced his way, a sly gleam in my eyes. "Say… How 'bout you take some days off, Uchiha? I think you might need a break from all that stress." My grin turned devious. "And I know just how to relieve you from it, too..."

"Hm…" A predatory look crossed his face and he smirked. "Do you, now?" He let my hand go, then grabbed me by the waist and pulled me against his side as we continued walking. "I suppose I can be away from the office for a week or two…"

I laughed at him, kissing his cheek as I kept an eye on my kids all the while. I didn't want them wandering off from our path, did I? "Two weeks, eh? Hm, I think I can keep you occupied for that long…"

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(Time Skip!)

Later that night, Sasuke and I were on my front porch together. The boys had already gone inside, their bellies full of pancakes and syrup, and they were hopefully getting ready for bed. I'd make sure that they were after I watched Sasuke go. Before then, though…

"When can I see you next, Dobe?" Sasuke quite bluntly asked me, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling my body up against his.

"Hm…" I wrapped my arms around his neck automatically. I couldn't believe how easily I'd grown comfortable with this already. He was my best friend-the only close contact I should feel comfortable was through wrestling or something like that. But damn it all if this just didn't feel so… right. He made this feel right. Feel good. "…Are you free tomorrow?" I asked, tilting my head in a curious manner.

He smirked. "So soon? My, you must be desperate to see more of me, Dobe."

Rolling my eyes, I pecked his lips, mumbling," yeah, yeah, you cocky bastard. Shut up and answer the question."

"If I'm not, then I'll make myself free, for you. Shouldn't be too hard considering I'm the president at the corporation." Still with that smug smirk.

It made me scoff at him and roll my eyes again. "Sounds like an easy life, Mr. CEO," I teased, sticking my tongue out at him.

"I like to think so."

"Yeah, well, back to our topic, Mr. CEO… Were you wanting that date tomorrow?"

I watched as a spark brightened up the man's onyx eyes. "Yes, I'd like that if you'd allow it." He said, pecking my lips now.

Chuckling, I nodded. "Alright. Then it's set. I'll ask dad to watch the boys for the night and I'll see you around…?"

"Five?"

I nodded," yeah, that sounds-."

"AM."

"-Not good." I frowned and eyed the cocky bastard. "…Are you making fun of me?"

"Of course not." It was his turn to chuckle, then he locked our lips together and gave me a mind-blowing kiss that left me feeling dazed and dizzy. "I'll pick you up around 5pm, don't worry-so make sure you're ready by then, Dobe. I'll see you tomorrow."

I blinked dazedly at him as he slowly let me go. I was barely coherent enough to say 'uh-huh' to agree with him. When he was getting into his car (he had someone bring it over earlier so that we didn't have to walk to Ihop), I finally snapped out of it and yelled," bye, Sasuke! See ya tomorrow!" I heard one last 'hn' from him and then he was driving away. I watched him go for a moment, wondering if I should wait till he was out of sight or not.

The door opening, however, made up my mind for me and I turned around to see Kiba poking his head out and looking at me.

"Come on, Daddy. We gotta talk now," he said, a strangely serious look in his eyes.

I raised a brow and opened my mouth to comment, but he abruptly disappeared, keeping the door open for me. 'Uh-oh,' I thought, cautiously walking through the door into our home. 'What'd I do now?' I stopped short after closing the door behind me, though, when I found my two kids both wearing little frowns of displeasure and standing not too far away from me with their arms folded against their chests. 'Craaap,' I whined silently,' What'd I do nooow?' I hadn't noticed I took the role of a teenager in all of this while the two children took the roles of parents until later that night when I went to bed. For now, however, I didn't think along those lines as I asked," yeees? May I help you two with something?"

"Da." Gaara was first to speak, his expression unchanging. "We need to talk."

I pursed my lips, my brows furrowing. Why the heck did they sound so smart? And serious? 'Dammit, has Sasuke been rubbing off on them already? Shit! I don't want my kids to have sticks up their asses just yet! They're too young!'

"Alright…" I said, raising a brow at them. "Let's sit in the living room." The two nodded in agreement and I followed them there, silently wondering what the hell was going on. I sat on our recliner while the younger two sat on the couch that stood directly across from me so that we could all look at one another. There was an awkward silence after we were settled, so I started with," Sooo…"

Luckily, it prompted Kiba to bluntly blurt out," we don't want another Zabuza!"

At this, I raised a brow and watched on in amusement as Gaara gave the brunette a childish glare that could pass on as a baby python's glare. Young, yes, but still as dangerous. "What he means," Gaara slowly looked back at me, his expression now cool and calm," is that we don't want Uchiha-," he spat the name out as if it were something rotten. It made me grin. "-hurting you the same way that Zabuza did," this time, he spat the name out like it was worse than Sasuke's name, a venomous glare following.

"Yeah." Kiba pitched in, glancing nervously at Gaara to make sure he didn't get another glare from his brother. When he didn't, the brunette looked back at me and scowled. "We're happy that the mean man is gone now. Duckbutt was a lot more nicer than the other Meany-head. But he better not hurt you and leave black owies on you like Meany did!" He pounded a chibi fist on the couch for emphasis and it was all I could do not to burst out laughing at the nicknames being thrown out at my best friend/boyfriend thing and my ex. Gods, they were so adorable when serious!

"Trust me on this one, guys." I smiled at them both. "I've known Sasuke since we were kids. He's probably the best guy I could possibly go out with, alright? I mean, sure, he passes off as a complete jerk most of the time, but he's really a good guy. He won't hurt me."

"You promise?" Kiba scowled, a pout on his lips.

My smile softened and I nodded," I promise."

"Good!" Kiba jumped from his seat and sprinted over to me before tackling me in my chair.

"Oomph," I winced, but laughed at him as I hugged his smaller body to me. "Yeah? Did y'all at least like him?"

"Oh, yeah!" Kiba peeked up at me with a toothy grin. "He gave me all of his pancakes! Yummy!"

"He sure did, didn't he?" I laughed again and tickled his belly. Then I looked at Gaara, raising a brow. "Panda? What do you think of him?"

"Hn…" A little scowl appeared on his face as he looked away. "…He's okay… For now."

Geez, he's so stubborn. "Great! You'll warm up to him, Panda. He's a cool guy," I told him, grinning lopsidedly. "Now! Let's be getting to bed! It's an hour past your bedtime!"

Groans and moans commenced at that, but eventually they did get up and we all got ready for bed. I tucked them in, said goodnight to them, then headed off for my own room, yawning.

"Can't wait for tomorrow,' were my last few thoughts before I slowly fell asleep.

TBC

A/N: Sucky ending for this chapter. xD

My bad. :3

Hope y'all enjoyed! o3o

I have already started the 3rd chapter, so don't get your knickers in a bunch! xD